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Always remember people who were kind to you and help you get to the top!! Can't say the same about the ass-holes!!!!!

Sunday, September 28, 2025: Guess who is the black sheep of the family again? Guess who my mother wants to apologize again? I told my mother to do not force me to say: "(Good morning to my father because I stopped saying it after our confrontation after he wished bad things to happen to me in the future)." Let me voluntarily do it with my whole heart.

Now, I am back to being afraid of him. I am not sure if he will snatched my cellphone from my hands just to start another conflict. Just like many years ago, I am not sure if he will hit me in my head again (with one of his hands) because he told me to stop using the home desktop computer and shut it down, but I didn't listen. Many people from his church that I have expressed this to have convinced me a few years ago to not be afraid of him because he is a nice person. I tried to give him chances after chances. Even after trying to be nice to him with pleasant greetings, pleasant goodbyes, pleasant compliments, interesting jokes, and unique conversation starters. Unfortunately, none of it didn't work. Looks like I was right the first time. At least, I am not fake. All of the people that I am friends with or follow me on social media or browsed my website know exactly how I feel on certain issues. I give no bull shit. Now, I am scared to even eat any food that he brings for me to eat now. Oh, damn! My own freaking father? Oh, shit, I need to go back to Oasis Christian Centre to whorship while I am recovering no matter what my parents or church members say, because that's where I find my peace. Too many things are hitting me one after the other; from the left, right, middle, up, down, and down. I got to go worship this morning in person!!!!

Yes, I am stragically and carefully planning on going to church for comfort. I am waiting for my mother to leave for her church. Her husband and my sister had already left separately in different cars at different times. Oh crap, by you asking that question, you're bringing and triggering memories. One time, he disciplined me as a child for leaving the backyard. I mostly most of my childhood with my mother. I don't know if he is having trouble with his job and blaming me. He doesn't talk to me about these things. It's either he talk to my mother, sister, or someone at his church. Whenever I hear something or see something that he is going through; I try to give him advice, but he always brushes my advice to the side or ignores me or insults me. For example, by saying: Do you have any brain? Are you crazy? Recently, from my parental issues with him, he used terms like: "Get outa here, "You don't know, Jack!" I don't know if any men at Oasis can or will take me if they have a couch I could sleep on.
You said to get away from a few weeks. The first chance I get, I am out for good. He may even change the locks. He did that once. That's a different story for another time. Today is Sunday, September 28, 2025, at 9:30 AM or in the morning. I don't know if anyone will, can, or should intervene from Oasis Christian Centre with my father because I am afraid of him kicking me out. Many times, he has treating to kick me out, and he repeated the same sentiment from our recent conflict. No matter what my mother does, I still love her. When I become wealthy, I will supply her with whatever she needs financially, and she can either share with my father if she wants to or whatever. I was planning on helping my father pay the mortgage and all his debts; but now I feel different. Like I said, it's up to my mother to decide what she wants to do with all the money that I will provide her when I become wealthy. I am cool with my sister now; even though her and my mother take my father's side most of the time. Even people at their church take my parents' side after any argument or escalation. Even though they are very nice people, bring gifts, help out members in need financially with money and other types of support. I am still pissed off about how both of my parents and the majority of the people from their church team up to blame me for my recent accident and surgery because I disobeyed after my mother. I seem to get to get no credit for coming from a Bible Study when the accident happened. But people outside starting from my church, friends and strangers all lift me up and reaffirmed me that my recent trauma was not my fault. Oh shit! My mother recently left. Freedom, I am about to order that Lyft and head to Oasis. It's now 10: 17 AM.

Since you asked, I am about to explain to you why they go to church in separate cars. My father goes first because he is in charge of the sound system, and he is a deacon. My sister goes to the first service at Bethany Community Church, which is only for 2nd, 3rd, and 4th Sundays from 9AM to 10:20 AM. She comes home around 12PM, because she stays to help my father with the sound system, and plus she is part of the Youth Committee. My mother goes to 2nd service.

I was already home way before 12 PM from the 2nd service from Oasis Christian Centre.
Guess what happened when I arrived in the 2nd Service? People opened the Lyft car door for me. People were concerned about what happened. I briefly explained that: "I got hit by a car while riding my bicycle." They were asking how I was feeling, and I kept responding by saying:"No comment!!" Other brothers joked with me and held my crutches for me. A sister prayed on my leg for healing from my head to toes. One of the pastors prayed for me, and a young woman who is 30 years old held my crutches for me for the stairs. Finally, one of the brothers who is handicapped himself gave me ride one. So I saved some money on Lyft when returning home.

It is up to GOD to decide who the true Christians are. I separated from the church that my parents currently attend because I love diversity. I love it when different believers come together to worship, just like the Bible says from all backgrounds, tribe, color, races, nations and etc. Plus, I am sorry to express this every time I would give any of them my heart. Many of them would go and tell my parents and have them upset at me to rip me apart. My parents always wondered why before my accident and surgery, why I would leave the house early and come back very close to the evening. Here it is: you guys kept making the house a living hell for me. I go out, there an argument. I stay in the house, minding my business, and there comes another argument. I say no comment, another argument. I defend myself, another argument. I raise my voice, another argument. Apparently, when you start treating people the same way they treat you; they get upset!!!

I don't want to say which church has true Christians and which church has hippocrisy. I am not the judge, Jesus is. A while ago, before the 4PM, my mother informed me that my father was upset and said that I have become an enemy towards him in the house. So, I expressed to my mother that he is the one who hates me. Remember, I expressed to you that I wanted to talk to him and say good morning to him when I am ready with my whole heart. Since my mother keeps insisting and forcing me to do it before I am ready. Then, it will come from a place of hatred. She informed me to greet him and wish him well to go to work whether he answers me back or not. Now, my plan is: "Good morning, sir!"; "Goodbye, sir"; "Thank you, sir," and etc. We'll see if I follow through. Since my mother is speeding the reconciliation ahead before I am ready. Then expect hatred!! There are too many knives on my back, too many betrayals. I got stabbed too many times. I have to put my guard up with all of these phonies. I keep telling them I am not the same old obedient to everything. I keep telling them that the same energy people give me, I give it right back to them. My heart can be summarized like this: half FIRE and half LOVE!!! I have my reasons for trust issues. Too many people try to roll over me too many times. Just like currently, I keep telling these two girls on Twitter who are trying to get me to subscribe to their OnlyFans: "I am sorry if I'm coming at you so direct, but just like all the others:
What are you looking to get out of me?
What do you want from me? If I can't physically touch it with my own hands, then you're talking to the wrong man. I am not the guy for you."

Today, this morning, at 6:00 a.m., my father woke up and walked downstairs through the living room while I was listening to a prayer line. I said: "Good morning, sir!"
He replied, "How many times? How many days passed, and you didn't say good morning? What happened? Why now?" He repeated it so many times. He was looking for a reaction and response out of me. This time, I kept my mouth shut with my headphones in my ears, listening to the prayer line.

I don't know why he is so suspicious. I agree that I cannot win with him. He was definitely looking for a fight. I don't know why he cannot just be happy that I said good morning. I have no comment about when expressed on if he learned nothing from Jesus's teaching. He starts a confrontation and gets mad when people retaliate. Then, he starts complaining to his wife.

I have no idea if he is the only Haitian at his place of employment. I don't want to reveal the location of his employment because I don't want to get him trouble.

Not anymore! He sold the truck.

I don't know. He has a different career now. Remember, I told you a long time ago?

I already know the answer, but I am not sure if the same answer still stands. Do we have to pay anything to the state and government towards the restaurant Buissness plan even though we have not started anything, such as not having any hiring employees yet, not gotten a building or location yet, and not filled any taxes yet because we have not made any money yet?

I don't need any permits or licensing right now because my female business partner and I haven't bought any land yet.

Here is my plan for now when it comes to elections in the United States. Vote for myself in the 2025 New Jersey Governor election "Mackenzy The Poet." I am hoping that I succeed with the people's help. But if I failed this time again, just like the 2024 Presidential election. Then, when it will be time for the Mayor election in Rahway in 2026 and the 2028 Presidential election; then I will seat them out, wash my hands, and do nothing!!!! Remind me, please.

This morning, the so-called father of mine came downstairs again, and I said, "Good morning," while eating. Here we go again! He said: "You still didn't answer my question," many times by repeating it. I kept silent and kept eating. Looks like he is trying to play the victim again and pretended nothing happened. This is how He is. He starts a confrontation and gets mad when people retaliate. Then he goes to complain to his wife, who is also my mother. I don't even know how I will have a conversation with him as my sister as the referee. I am getting tired of talking about him. Thanks for listening!!

Whoa! First, I am the one who says good morning. Second, according to the DNA test, they are my biological parents. Third, you are using the Bible to say that God says, "Honor your mother and father." How did I dishonor mom and dad again? Fourth, I only don't use the expression of "my mom and my dad" only in my writing or my diary. Number five, what hostility am I showing? Remember, I kept my mouth shut because if I answered, people may not like my response. Number sixth, wow. I cannot be exactly like my father because God created me differently.

1) Can we pay the $75 fee for the annual report next year during tax season?
2) Can we change the name at the same time of payment?

Remember I already told you the specific questions that he wants to answer? They are: "How many times? How many days passed, and you didn't say good morning? What happened? Why now?"

You're right it's not my fault that his American dream failed, he has got a lot to be proud and thankful for such as: He and mom own the house; each got their own car; got a backyard, got a driveway, people are still talking about his legend as a goalie back in the day. If tell him the full truth, then he may tell others at the church that he attends how I am being disrespectful, and they will eventually take his side a usual. He torments me and hates me because I don't obey everything that he and my mom order me to do. Plus, he hates me he doesn't like it when I respond back when I am being attacked verbally. Basically, since they're my parents, I am to agree with everything they say. Remember many months when he was telling me, "I am not supposed to laugh the same way with people on the phone, outside, friends and at home." I responded: "Do I question the way you laugh?" He took it as if I was disrespecting him, got mad, and started sending other church members to come talk me so I can apologize.

Good morning! I have decided to stick with my shades of prescription glasses. Transition glases may work for you, but I have my reasons for keeping it one side. You may not agree with me, but after thoughtful considerations, that's the decision that I come to the conclusion of.
PS. I can't wait for our dinner rendezvous (Possibly 2026 or whenever it happens).

The pain on the leg keeps coming back and forth. But the good news is that the open wound is actually healing with that special water I was given to clean that part with everyday.

I get the ANGER from my father and the TALKING from my mother.

Yes, he was a great goalie. He would sacrifice himself for the team to stop other teams from scoring. One time, he got hit in the head with a hard soccer ball that he had to be taken to the hospital. When I got to middle school and high school, I was a goalie, too. Unlike him, I spent most of the time on the bench as the reserve second goalie. They all thought that I suck. If any of my fellow teammates see this, here is the reason why I would sacrifice myself for the team, just like the first goalie: "There was no insurance, and if I had gotten seriously hurt or injured, I wouldn't be able to sue the school. Plus, they would pay for any medical bills. All because I signed a contract."

Yes, they do own the house. Each got their own car. They did reach their American dream. That's a blessing for them. I don't know if he wanted more. I don't know if they both wanted a much more expensive house in a high-priced neighborhood worth close to a million dollars. I don't know why he dared to try to control my laugh. The part about you asking if he is a control freak, if he controls my mother, or if he bosses her around. I don't know the answer to that question. Ask both my mother and my father one day if you get to interview them.

Back to when I was the 2nd goalie on the bench! One time, there was a playoff game, but the first goalie was nowhere to be found. So, the coach decided to let me start and be the main goalie. All of my teammates were scared. They were all like, "We're gonna lose." Guess who saved their asses from getting eliminated? Yep! God came through for me, and everyone was surprised and happy that our team didn't get eliminated, and we were qualified to move on to the next round.

My father used to play for teams in Haiti. I don't know their names. All I know is his legend is still in people's memories many years later. People would travel from all over to see him play. I used play for schools in the United States. They were: Alexander Hamilton Middle School, Elizabeth High School, and Rahway High School.

I expressed my ANGER out through my poetry by writing and then performing on the stage.

Thursday, October 2, 2025 @ 8:44 AM. For some reason, after I went back to greeting my father many days later whether it's for (waking up, going to work, coming back from work and etc.); something happened to my heart. I feel FREE like a big burden has been lifted off my shoulders. My writing definitely also played a big part in it. I document events in my life through sending text messages to certain specific people, my website, poetry writing, performing poems on stage at different venues or locations, publishing poems in books, and releasing poetry albums.

I can't explain it. You have to experience it yourself. It might be different for each person.

Friday, October 3rd, 2025, I won a prize on New Jersey 101.5 FM. It was on the Judy & EJ show. I finally decided to participate in this game, and it was about the New Jersey Governors. When it was time to give my information to them, they finally knew how to spell my first name and what my last name is.

The prize that I won was a stack of lottery tickets.

PS. It looks like I pressed the wrong button, and it erased all of our previous conversations. It's as if we just met, and we are just starting a conversation.

You will, but I won't.

Only if you don't press the wrong button like I did. Lol

I have written letters. But lately, I have been writing poems to different chicks! But all of it was all a failure. You know most of these women nowadays, GOLD DIGGERS!!!

When I win 1 million dollars, maybe even more from my tickets, I will definitely be very careful of the whores. I learned my lesson. I thought that I could turn at least one of them in a housewife or in a serious long-term relationship; but they all failed. I don't know how many tickets they are sending me.

Yes, I thought that I could change them. Because you know how they are ex-whores who become save in the Jesus Christ family.

I tried Christian and non-Christian dating sites. They all lied, and none of it is free. As soon as you want to continue an interesting conversation, they are asking for money. The non-Christian ones are more expensive. I have even tried church women. Do you want to know what I found out about most church women?

I found out that the majority of church women say that they want to find real love, but they want men to chase them like a dog. They love playing games.

I made a mistake in the previous statement I made. Unfortunately, it is sad, but true, the Christian dating sites are the ones that are more expensive.

Remember, we men need a lady in the street, but a freak in the bed.

What happens between the husband and the wife behind closed doors is nobody's business. But at the same time, I would feel like bragging to the other male friends. Especially if she put it down.

Why am I a bit too old for such adolescent behavior? Are you I have to keep the sexual life of my future wife and I secret? Who do I bragged about this? So, even if they would be compliments, are you saying it's would not be acceptable?

Are men suckers because we do know how women can be very convincing with their sexual assets? Lol

You're saying that because I am 36 years old that I'm too old for this kind of behavior. You're saying that I don't have to do anything when it comes to keeping the sexual life between my wife and I a secret. And you're saying it depends to whom. I would not mind sharing if my wife asks. If she feels that her privacy is being violated without her permission, then I would respect her wishes. What if I find out that she is doing the same thing and bragging to the girls about me. Now what?

If my wife was bragging to the girls about me, and then I would not tell her to stop. If she did it again and continuously, then there is no way that I would divorce her. I would feel proud. I would just warn her that many of the girls that hear all of this bragging may try to sabotage our relationship to try to steal me from her.

Good News: The swelling of the foot has gone down, and the wound is closing in with that special water. Glory to GOD!!

I was at church last Sunday during 2nd service. Just don't let my parents know.

I was sitting at the place close to the lobby or the Blue Room. I was at one seats which is reserved when the sanctuary is full. However, you call that place.

You probably didn't see me, maybe because you went out back door. Because I was by the front door of the sanctuary. So now, you're planning on telling them. That's what I get to sharing the truth about my life. Please tell me that you were joking, sir. Just like I was telling my Italian American Christian brother the other day, that's where I find my peace.

My Italian American friend and brother, it's called: Sterile Water for Irrigation, USP. You may be right, maybe I will win the lottery tickets that will be sent to me. Also, maybe I will find the right woman in 2026 to marry in the future. Yep, I am going to church service today. Just patiently waiting for freedom time.

My parents stopped using the belt on me after I got to high school. Lol

My Haitian American friend and brother. You're right! Every action got a consequence. Thank you for the little word of wisdom. What is my consequence? Getting healed faster and being blessed 100+ times more?

Yeah, you can buy that water in any pharmacy. I don't know if it will work for your painful feet, but it's working for my wound. You might want to ask your primary doctor for advice before buying it. I don't want you to spend any money in vain.

Since you do not have a primary doctor and do not go to the doctor either; then ask Google some questions before you spend any money.

Good morning! My business partner and I talked about the subject concerning if we should change the name of the restaurant or not; which I brought up. We decided to keep it as is because it will be something unique. There are no Haitian restaurants around the Rahway, New Jersey area. Plus, almost all of the Haitian restaurants in the United States don't publicly have the Haitian in their titles or names. It's all creative names. When people go in, that's when people will find out that they are serving Haitian food. But we bluntly come out and inform people in the beginning. So, the name stays as is, which is: Haitian American Restaurant Plus LLC. We will be serving: Haitian food, American food, and other cultures' food.

Therapy was on Monday for my back and neck. Tuesday, October 7, 2025 was for my left foot; but I had a post follow-up with the Hospital Doctor. Now, I have been upgraded to a walking boot. It is much fancier and heavier.